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"Lemonade"
Agency sent me to the territory of Lemonade dreams where secret rendezvous were disjointed and criminally spent shooting the cool breeze she blew hot and cold covertly coquettish while they waited for absent common sense to repent in her confessional booth like diamonds their eyes twinkled their smiles stroked the changing colours of her scaled existence, waiting she smoked their egos like she was patting lackadaisical fur she reminded herself they were all reptilian lazy nights with the Blue Iguana lounging long legged stilettos sharp and lethal schmoozing sonorously with shiny wet lipped slick talking smooth barflies and lizards talking tangled tongues they kissed the air hissing, this of course, blithe and thin, full of promises and sensual missives taking their lives with shots of time tempering caresses along the tumultuous tears in the fabric of a frayed life short skirting the rim swallowing a small esse essay while they gobbled wild turkey straight, shooting words like bullets no ice and bent stories they would appear as monks religiously flagellating regular and on point tomes of despair lacking their one shot at a heroine whose fair addiction psychoanalysing muddled minds bubbled like lemonade cool, she was a long tall glass sucking dreams up her sucking straw seen through her cut green glassed shards of mirrors they were all transforming into colourful big beaked squawking macaws while she read lines with her man Coleridge and considered everything “as if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing” she turned their bent pages fey and crooked and burned the leaves for mystic tea an aphrodisiac as sacrificial offering to a plot twist dei ex machina surely all gods would come soon in time to a party bare of good men where the rule was no law (LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"There was a moment, a hole opened in the sky A chance to join that pantheon For all the times they never heard your battle cry Now even angels sing along"

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Date: 10/30/2022 7:40:00 PM
"A Good Song Never Dies" / Saint Motel https://youtu.be/s29fcv5E52Y
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Date: 4/30/2020 5:43:00 PM
I love the innuendos in this the symbolism and the metaphors like a psychedelic dream I can picture the setting in an Islandic bar with palms and lizards beautiful Lady L, love Kelli
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 5/1/2020 1:00:00 AM
Kind of Xanadu'ish, if you ask me. All in a daze work for a Double Agent at KAOS, Agent White. x
Date: 4/30/2020 5:43:00 PM
god I love it...a master of wordplay xx
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 5/1/2020 1:00:00 AM
Agt Schmidt, you would...is that a vintage Walther PPK in your holster?

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